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With liquid-like intros and outros, Belgrade's fleshy songs are sure to spur a variety of emotions. Daring themselves a slap in the face with the glove of simplicity, Belgrade keep things subversively straightforward. While embracing more than healthy doses of echo, the air between meaty ideas is apparent and fluid. Belgrade offers layers of cycling guitar, nimble bass lines, snappy dynamic drums and floating vocals as they teeter from an understated warm twang to a groaning twisted reverb-fest.

Urging you into a heap of head-tossing joy while never letting things fully explode in your face. The name of this game is restraint, boys and girls. Everybody can, and has, played loud and bombastic - but lets see who can best vibrate the wavy line between blissful, breezy melodies with purposeful energetic sharpness. Internal rebellion never sounded so endearing. Let's cloak those catchy pop smarts under blankets of reverberated echoes bounced off last night's full moon - still ringing in the squinty-eyed hangover morning. Let the sound shimmer and swoon forward and back like a chorus for the night time, to be consumed during the day. Anthems to prep for that cloudy nocturnal courage.

One chord – that’s all it takes. Play it long and hard, flip it over and pull it apart, drag it through the gravel and mud. This is its danger and mystery – its promise. The Archive believes in this. But they’re not trying to strip the music down, throw pieces of it away, or hollow anything out. They’re not trying to go back to anything. The Archive isn’t an argument for anything but itself. The band is after a new kind of psychedelia, one dedicated to the notion that Appalachian folk music was the original one-chord rock ‘n’ roll, the first head trip. That you can turn the guitars loud, drench the room in reverb, and transform those Southern mountain melodies into something strange and wonderful – something barely recognizable. That the difference between Gillian Welch and U2 isn’t as great as we might have supposed. That a melody that resolves might be the most psychedelic of all.

Darling Specter - (Set time: 9:15 PM)

Members of Ports of Call, Like A Fox, Audible, Trouble Everyday, Run Runner, JJL, Swivel Chairs, and yet still somehow
only 4 guys. Indie pop with a touch of aggressive rock sets the background for well-crafted songs that land somewhere
between a deleted Sarah Records single and a lost Matador compilation. Currently performing every couple of months
and working on their first record targeted for Spring '14.